Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Da Dopeman , by - T.I.. Release date: 08.09.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Da Dopeman |
| Look at this little nigga, man |
| Ay T.I. |
| is that really you man? |
| Yeah shawty, what’s happenin'? |
| Ay man can you give me a ride home, man? |
| Man, it’s 2:30 in the muthafuckin’mornin', what the fuck you doin’out here? |
| Out here trappin’tryna get rid of this bomb and purp, man |
| Man you can come with me on one condition |
| What’s that bruh? |
| Let me convince you to put that bomb down |
| I knew it T.I. |
| What? |
| You wasn’t really on that dope boy shit |
| I tell you what shawty, get in man |
| I’ll show you how to tote that tool |
| Make that double |
| Better be cool, you don’t want no trouble |
| Keep it leanin’to the left |
| My gat stay cocked |
| I’m always super clean when you see me on the block |
| Keep my money in a knot with a rubberband on it Blow to marijuana, know I got it if you want it See me standin’on the corner, slangin’that crack |
| You know how it is to be the man in trap |
| I’m the dopeman nigga the dopeman nigga the dope the dope dope the dopeman nigga |
| I’m the dopeman nigga the dopeman nigga the dope the dopeman the dopeman nigga |
| I’m the dopeman nigga the dopeman nigga the dope the dope dope the dopeman nigga |
| I’m the dopeman nigga the dopeman nigga (From a ki’to a G, it’s all about money) |
| Look, bet all you see is tats, money, grills, and chains |
| But if you scratch the surface you can feel the pain |
| Names change but the situation still the same |
| The bills need payin’nigga simple and plain |
| Take a young’n who’s aspirin’to get him some change |
| Won’t nobody hire him so he get in the game |
| Went and bought a 50 slab, divide it up into ten |
| Sold 'em all, double down, did it again |
| By then you got enough to buy a quarter ounce |
| You sellin’dimes to forty fiends buy it and bounce |
| Throw some money to your momma keep some food in the house |
| Cop the outfit and the Jordans on the day they came out |
| Betta get ya self a pistol know the jackers is out |
| Flip another seven grams, oh you hustlin’now |
| Time to get yourself a half, make sure it’s some glass |
| A hundred bags sell it fast stack a G now you officially |
| (I betcha think you pretty good at it now, huh?) |
| Now once you flipped a couple o’s know the game get gravy |
| Take twelve fifty go git ya two and a baby |
| Yeah sixty three grams if you whip that right |
| you should get back five or six that night Stack that money and repeat that |
| twice |
| Buy you somethin’to ride in, ya gotta be tight |
| Next time you buy somethin’take twenty-five hundred |
| Get four and a half it come back in nine don’t it Now stay low key when the money keep comin' |
| Keep some niggas on ya team to show these suckas they don’t want it By then your connect will clearly see you on ya grind |
| Shit you come to get a nine and he front you what you buyin' |
| As long as you bring back your money on time |
| And if you snort blow, do it on your own time |
| At this rate you’ll be at a brick in no time |
| They say the want some weight, tell them niggas stand in line |
| (Stay with me now shawty, here comes the fun part) |
| Now the robbers plottin’on ya and your name stay buzzin' |
| You caught a sale case down in Macon with your cousin |
| Your connect ain’t worried, you and him cool |
| He know you’ll never tell what you and him do A mob of a hundred just a few of them true |
| You heard a worker snictchin’on you and it’s true |
| Everybody know you sell that shit |
| The feds come and get ya, shit we heard you |
| Tote that tool, make that double |
| Better be cool, you don’t want no trouble |
| Keep it leanin’to the left, my gat stay cocked |
| I’m always super clean when you see me on the block |
| Keep my money in a knot with a rubberband on it Blow that marijuana know I got it if you want it See me standin’on the corner slangin’that crack |
| You know how it is to be the man in trap |
| I’ll show you how to be a |